Oh, the canned jokes. Thank you so much for all your contributions! They have provided Ava with a steady source of giggles and HungryMan with unpreventable eye rolls. I think he has distributed more than one “groaner foul” in the past week. Personally, I think he reserves these for the knock, knock jokes that I [...]
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banana, who?
Posted in the ones about ava on November 17, 2008 | 9 Comments »
what’s under this grass?
Posted in the ones about ava on November 14, 2008 | 8 Comments »
“Mama, under the grass is dirt, right?” “Right.” “Dirt where the worms live?” “Yes, where the worms live.” “What’s under the dirt?” “It’s different in different places. At our house there is sand and then clay, which is like hard play dough, and then there is water. “Well what’s under all that?” “Rock.” “What’s under [...]
a four-year-old’s vision of heaven
Posted in the ones about ava on November 11, 2008 | 5 Comments »
“Mama, I always want to be with you. We’ll always be with be-chother. We’re with be-chother now and when we go to Heaven we’ll be with be-chother. And then God will have all the boys go to one part of Heaven and all the girls go to the other part of Heaven. So all the [...]
in an old house in ‘polis
Posted in the ones about ava on October 31, 2008 | 17 Comments »
that was covered with vines lived one little girl in one straight line. Ava has loved Madeline since the first time I read her the book. By age two, she had the entire book memorized and could “read” it cover to cover. When she was three, she went with her preschool class to see the [...]
“knock, knock”
Posted in the ones about ava, the ones about merriment on October 28, 2008 | 19 Comments »
Me: Who’s there? Ava: Boo. Me: Boo who? Ava: You don’t have to cry about it. Thanks to Sara Groves and her Station Wagon CD, Ava has discovered knock-knock jokes. With a repertoire of about five knock-knock jokes, it’s been non-stop entertainment. Non-stop monotonous entertainment. What’s your favorite knock-knock joke? We are in desperate need [...]
pig bladder prototype
Posted in the ones about ava, the ones about merriment on October 24, 2008 | 7 Comments »
Ava and I are reading Little House the Big Woods before her rest time. Last week Ava was fascinated (and slightly disgusted) to learn that Pa made a balloon for Laura and Mary out of a pig’s bladder. Of course she needed to know what a bladder was. This led to a 4-year-old anatomy lesson [...]
really real
Posted in the ones about ava, the ones about badgers & friends on October 22, 2008 | 11 Comments »
Last week at I was collecting my freshly cut pieces of chenille at Joanne’s, I heard the quick patter of boots and a little voice squeal, “Oh Santa, I’ve missed you!!” I turned to see Ava embracing an Ava-sized Santa in the premature Christmas display. Seriously, I have hardly come to terms with the fact [...]
mystical michigan
Posted in the ones about ava, the ones about badgers & friends on October 17, 2008 | 6 Comments »
AVA: Mama, have you ever thought about moving to Michigan? MAMA: No. Why? AVA: Cause that’s where the unicorns live. MAMA: Unicorns live in Michigan? AVA: Yes, Mama, it’s a faraway land. And that’s where all the unicorns live in the faraway land at Michigan. MAMA: Unicorns? AVA: Uh-huh. They have the things on their [...]
fashion faux pas
Posted in the ones about ava on October 1, 2008 | 14 Comments »
Yesterday, when I picked Ava up from preschool, her teacher glanced up from the line of children and said, “I’m sorry. Ava and her friend got a bit carried away with the paint today and I didn’t get a chance to clean them up.” The fact that my daughter was sporting blue whiskers had already [...]
on my mind
Posted in the ones about ava, the ones about merriment, the ones for fun on September 29, 2008 | 17 Comments »
Phew I have so many little insignificant things to tell you that I don’t know where to start. The trouble with gorgeous weather of any kind is that it calls me outside and offline. And now that I’m online, I can’t think of how to get through all the past post ideas in my brain [...]
